Chapter 103

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Chapter 103: I Will Peel Off His Skin

The news of Yi Qianmo’s actions at the Tao School quickly spread across the inner mansion, stirring various reactions among the disciples.

Many regarded Yi Qianmo as overly audacious, predicting his impending doom and eagerly awaiting the spectacle. Minister Professor Yu was among those looking forward to tomorrow’s events.

When Su Muyu heard about it, a cold sweat broke out on her forehead. The Tao School had a strict rule: challenges could only be made from lower ranks to higher ranks, not the reverse.

This meant that any disciple who had moved their cave from a higher to a lower level could challenge Yi Qianmo, regardless of his strength.

Tao School housed numerous skilled individuals. While Foundation Establishment cultivators were rare, Su Muyu knew many disciples intentionally restrained their progress. In the Tao School’s caves, spiritual Qi was abundant and free, unlike the Spirit Rooms in the inner mansion, which required contribution points for entry.

Whether in Shu School or Tao School, achieving the Foundation Establishment Stage often meant relegation to the roles of attendants or Minister Professors. Most disciples refrained from advancing because becoming an attendant offered far less prestige than remaining a Tao School member.

Though Su Muyu had promised Yi Qianmo a path to becoming a Minister Professor, it wasn’t guaranteed. His performance in the big exam wasn’t enough to earn the title. However, if Yi Qianmo proved his talent in alchemy by becoming a Pill Master, Su Muyu had the authority to grant him the title.

“Send a message to the Tao School sect master,” Su Muyu ordered. “He can teach Yi Qianmo a lesson, but he must not be too harsh.”

The boy named Little Fish immediately set off for the Tao School.

Su Muyu had two motives. First, she wanted Yi Qianmo to complete the Pill Master examination at Pill Pavilion. Second, she hoped to temper Yi Qianmo’s recklessness. This was Tianyuan Academy, not Green Cloud City.

Whether Yi Qianmo chose to stay at Tao School was irrelevant to her. Pill Pavilion far surpassed both Shu and Tao Schools. Once Yi Qianmo became a Pill Master, he would lack neither contribution points nor cultivation resources. For a Pill Master, strength wasn’t the key—alchemy skill was.

Meanwhile, the news reached Minister Professor Zhou of Pill Pavilion. That day, Minister Professor Zhou was in high spirits, having successfully created his own third-grade pill.

Previously, his status as a third-grade Pill Master relied on refining established recipes. True recognition came only with the creation of an original pill.

“My pill, though inspired by the Spirit Gathering Pill recipe, uses different spiritual herbs and yields better effects. Let’s call it the Strong Spirit Pill!” Minister Professor Zhou declared.

Inside the Pill Pavilion, the atmosphere was celebratory. His achievement marked him as a true third-grade Pill Master, demonstrating his potential to become the Pavilion Lord in the future.

After recording his new formula, Minister Professor Zhou returned to his residence. There, he heard about Yi Qianmo’s behavior at the Tao School and frowned.

“This boy is too reckless,” he muttered. “Even if he becomes a prince one day, will he still act without restraint? Today, he dared to disrupt my Pill Pavilion. If he becomes a prince, will he disregard us entirely?”

Nearby, Deacon Wang scowled. “Let the Tao School teach him a lesson. He needs to understand the rules!”

Minister Professor Zhou glanced at Deacon Wang, suppressing his frustration. Only he knew how instrumental Yi Qianmo’s guidance had been in the creation of the Strong Spirit Pill.

Still, Deacon Wang continued, “No matter how skilled he is, rules must be followed. If everyone acted like him, the academy would fall into chaos!”

“Enough!” Minister Professor Zhou snapped. “You don’t understand his potential.”

His sudden outburst startled Deacon Wang.

“Deliver a message to the Tao School sect master,” Minister Professor Zhou ordered. “They may teach him, but if Yi Qianmo loses even a single hair, I will peel off their skin!”

Though puzzled by the minister’s concern, Deacon Wang obeyed without question.

At Tao School’s mountaintop, Sect Master Xu Shiping sat fuming in his pavilion. Yi Qianmo’s actions were a blatant affront.

“Sect Master, I’ll personally deal with him tomorrow!” Long Fei exclaimed angrily.

“This kid has no respect,” another disciple added.

“Enough!” Xu Shiping barked, silencing the room.

After a pause, he continued, “Just now, the Grand Princess sent a message. She insists we hold back tomorrow.”

The disciples were stunned. The Grand Princess’s interference only deepened their resentment toward Yi Qianmo, whom they saw as relying on a woman’s protection.

“Sect Master, the Grand Princess said not to be too harsh, but she didn’t forbid us from taking action,” Long Fei suggested cautiously.

Xu Shiping’s expression darkened. “Follow the rules. The Grand Princess must find no fault in our actions.”

Dismissed, the disciples left, seething with anger. Alone, Xu Shiping sneered, “Let’s see how much tea he can drink tomorrow.”

Moments later, a messenger arrived, announcing Deacon Wang’s visit. Xu Shiping straightened, his earlier frustration replaced with cautious respect. After all, offending the Pill Pavilion was unthinkable.

He quickly rose to greet his esteemed guest.